[He doesn't ask why -- he knows better than to do that. She's an Eleusinian mystery wrapped in an enigma, and to be quite honest, he enjoys the wonder.]
Yes, for you! Because -- [He gestures at her, ineloquently describing her Aesthetic with his gesticulation.] Y'know. Flowers are your thing. [And skulls. Obviously. But that overlapped with the Morrigan, and even subconsciously Baph knew better that to draw those conclusions.]
I damn near choked on those balls, I wasn't bringing them back. Never much was good at playing ball. Or Baal, now that I think about it.
I -- [He BLINKS. The rush of lust and conflict of saying something funny in return. Lust won.]
Different kind of ballgame altogether. I mean -- if you want to, obviously, like I don't mean to put you in a corner if you don't want to because the flowers were a no-strings-attached kind of thing, look they're not even tied together with string. I mean I would like that very much if you would, I guess I'm trying to say --
[And that. For another thirty seconds. Until he realizes he's fucking this up.]
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Date: 2018-04-09 06:33 am (UTC)[A pause between texts, he wonders if he should, wonders why he wants it so badly. He wonders if it's a bad idea -- but only after he sent the text:]
Mind some company?
Hart to hart?
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-09 06:37 am (UTC)this world had provided plenty of bad company, but there was no beating the original worst. ]
yeah, come see for urself
bring dryice
[ where the fuck does she expect him to get dry ice at 2 am?
crimes, probably ]
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Date: 2018-04-09 06:42 am (UTC)No prob. Anything else? Crisps, vodka?
[Classy date was Cameron.]
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-09 06:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-15 05:38 am (UTC)Eat the ball? Y/N?
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-16 02:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-17 05:39 am (UTC)CHOKED ON A BAAL
*BALL
PLS DON'T TELL BAAL
coming back soon. Dry ice, check. Vodka, check. Surprise for you, check.
[ACTION?]
[Action!]
Date: 2018-04-17 07:06 pm (UTC)Surprise.
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-18 01:52 am (UTC)Holy! Fuck!
[Disoriented and stunned, with his sunglasses askew across the bridge of his nose, Baph looks around wildly.]
A bit of warning next time!
[The dry ice thumped just behind the couch.]
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-18 02:04 am (UTC)Where's the fun in that?
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-18 02:09 am (UTC)And then breaks into a chorus of his own laughter, wild and dark and a mirror to her impulses.]
Hey! Your flowers.
[A pointed finger at the peonies.]
I got them for you.
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Date: 2018-04-18 04:24 pm (UTC)I'm very surprised. But where are your balls?
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-21 04:50 pm (UTC)I damn near choked on those balls, I wasn't bringing them back. Never much was good at playing ball. Or Baal, now that I think about it.
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-21 11:04 pm (UTC)Orrrrr.... ]
So you're saying there's really no chance of me getting your balls in my mouth tonight?
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-22 06:05 pm (UTC)Different kind of ballgame altogether. I mean -- if you want to, obviously, like I don't mean to put you in a corner if you don't want to because the flowers were a no-strings-attached kind of thing, look they're not even tied together with string. I mean I would like that very much if you would, I guess I'm trying to say --
[And that. For another thirty seconds. Until he realizes he's fucking this up.]
Er, wait. You were kidding?
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-22 10:40 pm (UTC)Do you want a drink? I want a drink.
(no subject)
Date: 2018-04-24 11:29 pm (UTC)[He says, reaching out his fifth.]
Ah, fuck. No cups though. Mind drinking it straight from the mouth?
(no subject)
Date: 2018-05-01 07:17 pm (UTC)[ She cracks it open. ]
I'm not kidding though. I mean kind of kidding, but also I- . . . you and me . . . uhm.
[ takes a healthy swig ]
It was nice.
[ puts!! her hand!!! on his knee!!!!!!! ]
So if you really want me to show you how happy I am to see you . . .